Before traveling to Madrid for a couple of weeks, my friend Tutes and I walked the Williamsburg Bridge, a perfect path of non stop NYC definitions.
A constant movement, people heading somewhere (normally in a rush), the view of Manhattan and Brooklyn, the feeling of leaving yet arriving somewhere else, the change of light, resembling the passing of time.
It makes you wonder where all those people you cross are going, where they come from, if they are having a good day (month, or even a yeaaar), what they're listening to, if you've crossed before or if you'll ever see them again.
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I am wearing:
Coat & Shoes: River Island
Hat: Free People
PHOTOGRAPHY: JOSE TUTIVEN